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Submisse the whore and wife
Date: 10/5/2015, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Author: submisse, Rating: 66, Source: xHamster
tricks?" I sped up my motion. "That's what you call em, isn't that right? When you're a whore, they're tricks?" She started pushing against my hand. "Are you really going to cum? Right in front of all these strangers? Are you that much of a pig? Of a slut? Of a whore? Of..." She doubled over and grunted, her orgasm wracking her body, her tits shaking and the chain rattling. "What the fuck? Did you see that whore?" the men started chattering. "Yeah, I want some of that." One by one, they took their turns at my wife's mouth, using her lips and tongue to get their cocks stiff, then circling around to finish her up the ass. She slurped and sucked like a pro, her fingers stroking their balls lightly while her ass bucked back and forth against whichever of them was using her. As each of them came, he pushed deeper into her ass, then slid out slowly, wiped his cock on her legs, and got dressed. When the last man was finished, they threw the money on the table and finished their beers. "You gonna be around tomorrow?" one of them asked. "Do you want her again? Not too fucked out? Ass tight enough for you?" Pat looked at me, her eyes hungry, aroused. "You like cumming inside my wife's ass?" I leaned forward toward the men. "You know, nobody fucks her pussy. Nobody gets to fuck her pussy. Nobody wants to. Too stretched out." Pat shook her head slowly, crawled backward on the bed away from me. "Do you want to know ... why?" My eyes were locked on hers. I saw the panic and arousal in her face. "Anybody want to know what she keeps in there?" The men looked at each other, unsure what to do or say. Ronny broke the ice. "Yeah, man. I know I felt somethin' up inside that bitch's belly." Pat lowered her eyes and curled on the bed, aroused but ashamed to admit it. "Come show them, honey," I said. I held out my hand, palm up. Pat shook her head, pushed herself further against the headboard. "You can come over here or I can have Ronny go find it for me," I said with a quiet, firm voice. Pat took a breath and I saw her resistance collapse. She got up off the bed and walked toward me, stopping when my hand as between her knees. The men were looking at each other, at Pat, at me. "This is some fucked up shit," one of them said. The others murmured something and the group headed for the door. "You sure? It's a great show. My honey puts on a great show." The men waved me off and went out the door, leaving me with Ronny, Rick and my wife, who stood squatting in front of me, her crotch about a foot above my open hand. I felt a drop of cum splash on my palm. I looked at it for a second, then raised my hand, presented her with my palm. She leaned forward and licked it clean. "What's up there?" Rick asked. I smiled and turned to him. "Some other time." -- So far, my wife has made just under three hundred dollars and it wasn't even three o'clock. ...